C2 Weak Prince X Cold Prince X(2)

Scared to death? Scared to death.

Tu Chiyu curled his lips speechlessly. Initially, he wanted to borrow his body to take revenge for him.

Now it seemed like there was no need for that. Xie Lin'an was not a good bird. As for the reward for using the human body...

His master was the master of the Dark World. Now that he was nowhere to be seen, the Dark World was in chaos and the Nether Realm had no time to take care of themselves. Now, most of the people in the small worlds were scared out of their wits the moment they died.

Tu Chiyu thought about it and stuffed Xie Lin'an's soul into a vase in the room. He set up a soul-stabilizing array outside.

In fact, Nightmare had captured him to avoid the pursuit of the Immortal Gods led by Yuan Qing of Purple Night Palace. He only needed to stay here for a few days.

When his primordial spirit recovered slightly, he would go to the other small worlds to find his master.

Just as he finished setting up the formation, he heard a sharp and ear-piercing voice from outside, followed by the orderly and solemn footsteps of the formation, carrying a murderous aura.

Tu Chiyu raised his brows slightly, found the brocade robe that was originally protected by the Cold Palace, and put it on. He gathered the exquisite white collarbone and walked out leisurely.

The guards in armor filled the yard of the broken palace. The palace people were shouting, "Long live the palace! Prince Regent was a thousand years old.

As for Tu Chiyu, he was totally ignored.

He didn't care. He looked down at Xie Michuan, who was walking in front of him from the crowd. He was the most powerful person in Great Jin.

Wearing a dark red robe, he looked elegant and noble. His eyes followed his long, straight legs and stopped at his tight and beautiful waist. Finally, his eyes fell on Zhang's cold and beautiful face. Tu Chiyu's pupils constricted, and his expression finally changed slightly.

The sixth highness of Tushan Family in the Fox Region, although he was not born with an immortal fetus or a divine fetus, he walked extremely smoothly on the path of the Great Dao. He had already become a Divine Sovereign in 70,000 years.

The Immortal God Realm only had five Divine Lords in total. Tu Chiyu was the youngest one. The rest of them had to live for hundreds of thousands of years before they could become a Divine Lord.

The Divine Lord realm was higher than the Divine Lord realm. There were only two ancient gods. One was Hierarch Yuan Qing of the Purple Night Palace, and the other was said to have reached the half-step saint realm long ago. He was Hierarch Li Wei of the Liwei Palace.

En, that's right. The famous ancient demon god of the Liwei Palace who used the demonic path to mend the Heavenly Dao was his master.

With the backing of Liwei Palace, Tu Chiyu, who took over the fox clan, could be said to have a smooth life when he was born. The only thing he couldn't overcome was Immortal Lord Lingyi, who was in love with the Purple Night Palace.

Thinking back to when he was chasing his wife, as the fox emperor, he had left the fox domain to all the elders. He had traveled all over the immortal mountains, and had almost been beaten up by those birds because he had intruded into the phoenix clan's territory. All he did was collect the best nectar for Immortal Lord Lingyi.

The result was naturally that he had not caught up to them.

Due to the dominance of the Liwei Palace and his cultivation base, no one dared to laugh at him. It was just that he could not avoid becoming a topic of conversation for those little immortals who had nothing to do.

Even Nightmare, who had always been arrogant and uninhibited, advised him to give up. To be honest, even Half Duke Tai had a bad personality. It was just that he could not ask for anything, and he was obsessed with it. Perhaps he would not like it if he caught up with them in the future. Why waste his energy?

At that time, how did he return with that fellow?

Who cared about what would happen in the future? This peach blossom... Since he liked it now, he had to break it down.

After all, for the past hundreds of thousands of years, whether it was scheming or begging for mercy, it did not matter. Every single one of them was earned by him bit by bit. There was no reason for him to not pursue his wife.